After everyone was gone, William closed the door so that he and Lucy could have some privacy. From there, he went to the bed and sat on it. After all that had been said, he honestly did not know where to begin. Lucy had been so adamant about her innocence that she’d put their marriage on the line. Either that or she was guilty and their marriage did not mean as much to her as he’d thought that it did.
As for Lucy, she sat on the floor cross-legged in front of him. On the one hand, the silence was somewhat comforting. On the other hand, with each second that passed, she became more and more afraid of what he’d say when he finally broke the silence. When he finally did speak, what he said seemed so unrelated, that all of her defenses fell.
"Lucy,” he wondered, “do you know why you were kid
